Rushing out of the house at 6:15am this morning, heading for a business networking meeting, I stepped into my car only to realize I am still wearing my slippers. Though that would have made for an interesting conversation starter, I figured I should go back and change shoes. “Damn,” I muttered while checking my wrist-watch; I usually calculate my time to the minute and do not much like to run late. Yet, I also typically leave enough extra time to allow for precisely such instances; well, maybe not exactly for footwear emergencies, but still. “That is okay, it’s all cool,” I told myself. You see — I subscribe these days to the idea that ‘everything happens for a reason’. Thus even if I do not understand the bigger picture, I acknowledge in my mind the existence of such, and thus attempt to take whatever happens in stride. It is all, I recently realized, and not just intellectually, just a set of mind.

Returning to the house and changing shoes took approximately two minutes, and soon after I was again on my way, heading to the meeting in Newburgh; a city half an hour north of my own hometown. Ten minutes into the drive, on RT-87 highway for those familiar with the area, I had to slow down due to heavy traffic. Turns out that a vehicle span out of control, hitting the divider, and was now blocking a lane and a half. Judging by the flashing red and blue lights, police was already on the scene. Sitting in my car, inching my way forward, it suddenly struck me that likely the accident had occurred just a couple of minutes prior to my arrival at the scene. That meant that if I would not have been delayed at my departure by my slippers’ mishap, and was heading out on time, there was a probability that the car that span out of control would have hit mine.

It is rare that we get a glimpse into what may be the bigger picture. Most of the time that canvas remains concealed from us. Or, as the Zen Master in the famous tale is quoted as saying, “we shall see.” Nevertheless, and maybe I am just imagining it, that delay was not a random happening. But then again, maybe it was.

Learned from: a pair of slippers and a car that span out of control.

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Ronen Divon had been walking spiritual and holistic paths for well over thirty years. Born in Israel, educated in New York, and currently residing in North Carolina, Ronen had traveled the world, spending time with teachers, masters, healers and guides. With wisdom that spans multiple traditions, including the Far East, India, Israel, Brazil, Peru, and Native America, Ronen remains a student, learning and adding modalities that will best serve his clients, each according to their own unique needs. Ronen is also a published author, a Yoga, Meditation, and Tai Chi instructor.